Just like the run-and-bomb tactics, the small lineup of the Chinese middle school was effective as soon as it came on the field. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although Ling Hao was unable to send accurate passes by Zhang Ke's defense, he was not the only one in this lineup who could organize an attack.

When performing run-and-gun tactics, it is necessary to have a point guard with good passing awareness and excellent passing ability to instigate the offense. But in this small lineup, everybody can pass the ball, everybody can attack.

Yun Feng went around to catch the ball, and one changed to kill the inside. Seeing that Ryoma Middle School immediately contracted the inside line, he divided the ball again.

Ren Yan received the ball on the right wing, a shooting feint deceived Fang Le, and after dribbling a step forward, another fake shot tricked Zheng Wei, handing the ball to Xiao Ling, who didn't know when to sneak outside the three-point line in the bottom corner of the right wing.

Although he sat on the bench for more than a section, it did not affect his feel. Adjust the angle a little and throw the ball into the ball steadily.

"Here!" Ge Ya saw that it was Yun Feng who was defending him, and immediately stuck it behind him and reached out to ask for the ball.

Zheng Wei passed the ball to Ge Ya, and the others ran away in cooperation.

"Pong!"

Ge Ya vigorously dribbled the ball and arched hard towards Yun Feng.

Seeing that Yun Feng was retreated by Ge Yading, Zhao Xin hurriedly came over to help. Zhao Xin came very suddenly, which startled Ge Ya, so that he couldn't dispose of the ball in the first place.

"Yikes!"

Seeing that it was about to be three seconds, Ge Ya roared angrily, used all his strength to push away Zhao Xin and Yun Feng, created a little shooting space, and jumped to meet the defense of the two people and barely threw the ball.

"Dang!" the crisp sound of striking iron sounded.

Seeing the ball, Ge Ya still didn't give up and wanted to grab this offensive rebound.

However, Zhao Xin stuck him behind him, unable to move an inch, and could only watch the rebound being taken away by Yun Feng.

"Run!"

As soon as Yun Feng got the rebound, Li Hua on the sidelines immediately let out a hysterical roar.

Instead of handing over the ball to Ling Hao to organize like a running bomb, Yun Feng launched a hundred yards of horsepower as soon as his feet touched the ground, and in the blink of an eye, he was already in the front court.

"Guard against him!" Fang Le shouted as he pointed at Yun Feng.

Zheng Wei immediately stepped forward to intercept him, but Yun Feng turned around with one hand and gave him seconds.

Seeing that Yun Feng had already reached the inside line, the players from Longma Middle School began to panic, and Zhang Ke and Yang Chen actually stepped forward to stop them at the same time.

"Pass!" Ling Hao reminded Yun Feng loudly.

Facing the supplementary defense of Zhang Ke and Yang Chen, Yun Feng did not dare to attack rashly, and passed the ball to Ling Hao from behind.

"I'm grass!" Ling Hao subconsciously cursed, because Yun Feng's ball was a little higher, causing him to take a few steps back before he barely jumped up to catch the ball.

But this delayed a lot of time, and in the blink of an eye, Ryoma Middle School had re-established its defense, and the vacant opportunity that was about to appear in the Chinese Middle School was also wiped out because of Yun Feng's bad pass.

From this point, it can be seen why the run-and-bomb tactic must be organized by Ling Hao, because the balls passed by others are not as accurate as him.

"Ahi!"

Just when Ryoma Middle School was about to rejoice for stopping the fast attack of the Chinese Middle School, Zhao Xin didn't know when he had sneaked under the basket. And since it was impossible for Ling Hao to pass the ball to him, no one cared about him.

"Huh. For this group of people who couldn't learn a lesson, Ling Hao could only sneer.

"Whew!"

A spin ball allowed the ball to pass through many obstacles and successfully reach Zhao Xin's hands.

The rest was simple, Zhao Xin jumped up and put the basketball into the basket with both hands before the others could react.

The score was 42:37, and with less than the last minute left in the second quarter, the Chinese middle school once again extended the difference to 5 points.

"Captain. Ge Ya gestured to Fang Le with his eyes.

Fang Le nodded slightly, and after settling down in position, he re-passed the ball to Ge Ya on the inside. Obviously, they want to continue to play inside.

After all, to put it bluntly, there are only two weaknesses in the small lineup, because the height is not enough, so it is easy to be eaten by the tall man on the opposite side, and there is no good guarantee for rebounding.

"You've been fooled. Seeing Ryoma Middle School once again lead the ball to the inside line, an imperceptible smile flashed on Ling Hao's face.

knew that Yun Feng alone couldn't resist Ge Ya, so as soon as Ge Ya got the ball, Xiao Ling came over and wrapped him up with Yun Feng.

As soon as Xiao Ling came over, Zheng Wei on the outside line was empty, and Ge Ya immediately passed the ball over.

Zheng Wei immediately shot after receiving the ball, and Ge Ya was not idle, and immediately stuck the basket with Yang Chen.

"Dang!"

Zheng Wei's strength of the ball was well controlled, but the angle was a little off, so the result was still iron.

"The rebounds are mine. Seeing that the basketball fell to his position, and the people around him were already stuck by him, Ge Ya thought confidently.

"Rebound, I won't give it to you!" Zhao Xin roared angrily, suddenly struck out from behind Ge Ya, snatched the basketball from his hand, and then quickly passed it to Ling Hao.

This is Zhao Xin, although his offensive ability is not strong, his defense is average, and he has an excellent rebounding awareness. Ge Ya's sense of smell for rebounding is based on the experience accumulated from game to game, while Zhao Xin's sense of grabbing rebounds is innate.

Genius is not terrible, what is terrible is that genius works harder than ordinary people. Zhao Xin is like this, not only has extraordinary talent, but also works harder than anyone else.

It can be said that in H City, Zhao Xin's ability to grab rebounds is difficult to match.

This time, Ryoma Middle School miscalculated, they didn't expect that the two tall ones would not be able to grab Zhao Xin on the inside. And this mistake made the small lineup of the Chinese middle school run completely.

Ge Ya and Yang Chen didn't have time to return to defense, and a 4-3 situation was formed in the frontcourt.

There is one less person on your side, which means that no matter how you defend the opponent, there will be one person who is empty.

After a short period of deliberation, Fang Le decided to let go of Ling Hao, who had a weak shooting ability, and locked the other three to death.

Ling Hao was holding the ball outside the three-point line at the top of the arc, and saw the opponent letting himself go, while Ge Ya and Yang Chen were desperately rushing behind him. There was no time to hesitate, and he immediately jumped and shot in the face of the basket.

Ling Hao's three points are not accurate, but that is for marksmen like Ren Yan and Xiao Ling, if compared to ordinary people, then his three points are much more accurate.

"Bang!" the ball bounces into the basket.

At 45:37, the difference came to 8 points again.

Fang Le looked up and saw that there were only 20 seconds left in the time, so he was not in a hurry to attack, and controlled the ball on the outside, consuming the time until there were only a few seconds left.

In the last attack, the others also cooperated, pulling the middle away to Fang Le and Ren Yan.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Fang Le began to dribble close to Ren Yan, quickly swaying from side to side, taking a big step with his right foot, jumping up outside the right high position, and throwing the ball out of Ren Yan's outstretched arm.

"Drop!"

"Huh!"

Fang Le successfully hit a whistle-blowing shot to rewrite the score to 45:39.